I Became a Progenitor Vampire

Green City West End, an obelisk church hidden in a slum.

Several gray flags that looked like the broken wings of the devil were placed on the semicircular white stone door of the church, making a sound in the night wind.

Under the cold moonlight, the pattern on the flag had long been blurred. Instead, the shadows looked like ferocious demons waving their claws when the wind blew.

Enter the church.

In the dark night, the dim warm candlelight and the light of torches slightly illuminated the church hall, but the lack of light made the surroundings of the church very dim.

Looking around the church through the faint light.

The black walls are painted with various horrific patterns in a creepy blood-red color. Demons from hell are devouring humans, demons from the abyss are tearing apart the earth, and destruction and death are transmitted through the walls to everyone who stops and stares. Humanity.

Dark and scary.

Such an environment is enough for normal humans to turn around and flee.

But tonight, it was different.

“When darkness falls, the entire world will fall under the feet of the tyrannical monarch, and everything will be destroyed. Only by believing in the eternal God King, the God of Tyranny, can we be freed and avoid death.

Great tyrannical god, your humble and loyal followers sacrifice their most delicious souls to you! "

A priest in a black cloak knelt down in the center of the church and prayed loudly in a strange and harsh tone.

The broad cloak covered the priest's entire face, and the face that could not be seen clearly was hidden in the shadows. Only the high aquiline nose was exposed.

On the black altar in front, a figure covered in scars lay unconscious on it. Obviously, this was the sacrifice mentioned by the priest hidden in the shadows.

More than twenty humans with fanatical faces and linen robes around them chanted along with each other.

"The great god of violence, your humble and loyal followers sacrifice their most delicious souls to you~"

Kneel down together.

At this time, the dark priest in the center began to recite obscure and long incantations in a low voice.

"ol...rf...cq...f...xy...rv..."

Abyssal blasphemy.

Human beings who are not determined will fall into mental hallucinations after hearing the blasphemy of the abyss, and will eventually be frightened to death by the terrifying hallucinations.

Such evil language can only be used by the demons of the abyss and followers of the evil god. It is the most evil language.

After the black-robed priest finished reciting the incantation, the air slowly fell into an unspeakable solemnity.

No one made a sound in the entire church. Everyone was looking at the altar in front. Only the sound of the flags ringing came from outside the church.

Just when the priest in the center was extremely disappointed and about to stand up, an indescribable and terrifying pressure appeared.

The lights in the dim church were even dimmed at this moment, and the light could no longer reach the altar.

Above the altar, a cold sight emerged from the shadows and darkness, making everyone surrounded by fear.

It seems like there is an indescribable terrifying existence watching here.

Gaze from the abyss.

Fear arose in everyone's heart.

When the scarred human being panicked in the church, he turned into ashes inch by inch on the altar.

Just like burned wood, it disappears without a trace when blown by the wind.

It was terrifying and cruel. Everyone lowered their heads and dared not look directly. Only the black-robed priest in the center was filled with excitement.

O great tyrannical god, your humble believers finally get your attention, praise you!

After the sacrifices disappeared, that majestic gaze swept around the church. Everyone felt cold all over when they were stared at, and their legs went limp unconsciously, as if a giant dragon was opening its bloody mouth in front of them.

After scanning around, his eyes stopped on the priest in the center.

Brush~

A ball of energy that was as dark as thick smoke kept rolling and rising from the altar.

Before anyone had time to react, he entered the body of the black-robed priest in the center.

At the same time, the cold gaze disappeared.

Everyone in the church seemed to have emerged from the water after drowning, and began to breathe heavily, with panic in their eyes.

The priest, who was shrouded in a cloak, suddenly opened his eyes at this moment, and his hoarse voice was full of surprise.

"I have become level 15!! Praise the God of Tyranny!!"

The people around him looked at him with envy when they heard this.

This is the second level 15 member of the Church of the Evening Bell, they are about to rise! !

They will definitely spread the glory of the tyrannical god to Green City! !

Those hypocritical gods and those hateful heretics will surely turn into ashes under the light of my god.

They had just felt the divine power, and now they were full of confidence.

No one can resist the majesty of the tyrannical God. God is the only eternal existence!

Stanley stood up, feeling the explosive power in his body, and his blood was boiling.

He finally reached level 15! !

Praise the god of violence! !

The shadow's eyes hidden in the cloak are dark and bloodthirsty. The Church of the Evening Bell will eventually rise, and the God of Tyranny is the real god! !

A sacrifice hidden in the darkness was completed quietly without anyone noticing.

Unbeknownst to everyone, Green City has gained another level 15 being.

"Sir Stanley, the bishop please come over..."

After the sacrificial ceremony, a priest also hidden under a cloak came to Stanley and said in a respectful tone.

Stanley nodded, turned to look at the crowd around him, and said calmly.

“Hide the church well after you leave, and no one should be exposed until Evening Bell Church has made its identity public.

Ragnarok is coming.

Only the gods of the endless abyss are the masters of this world! "

"As you command, Lord Stanley." The priests below raised their chests and bowed, with excited expressions on their faces as if they had achieved their lifelong ideal.

Stanley's dark eyes flashed a blue light under his cloak, and he turned around to see which priest had just left, leaving only the believers cleaning up the traces.

The West End is the slums of Greentown, with more than 600,000 poor people crowded into this narrow urban area.

Sin, violence, gambling, pornography, this land is a paradise for crime.

There are new corpses floating in the sewers every day. Some of these corpses may have died from murder, from sacrifices to evil gods, or from the evil spells of a certain necromancer. No one can tell clearly the cause of their death. .

This is a sinful place where evil gods cheer.

The nobles of Green City didn't seem to care about this land. The city lord once sent troops to clean up the area, but it wouldn't take long for it to return to its original state after cleaning.

Sin has taken root here, and the land is rotten to the core.

Therefore, the chaotic and evil Southern District has become the first choice of countless underground forces.

Followers of evil gods, gangs of gangs, exiled criminals, hunted heretics, and all the evil that ordinary people can imagine will exist here.

After Stanley led the way out of the church, he walked through the darkness. The cold moonlight seemed to be much dimmed when it shone on this land.

The densely packed paths are like twine, with no beginning and no end.

They even witnessed a brutal murder while passing by a path, but both of them ignored it.

Half an hour later, in front of a luxurious manor, the guide, whose face was also hidden under a cloak, stopped.

"Sir Stanley, the Bishop is inside, please."